บททั้งหมดของ Mr Billionaire! Let’s do Revenge! : บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

Maybelline.“May!, go get us some drinks, would you?” Sasha, My sister-in-law’s voice broke through the soft music playing throughout the wedding hall, sharp and commanding. Her words weren’t a request, they never were. I felt myself twitch at the suddenness of her voice but I nodded quickly, got up to my feet, and turned toward the bar. As I walked away, I heard snickers, and whispers behind my back from her and her friends.“Why is she even here?” One of her friend asked, her tone dripping with disdain. It’s the same question I’ve asked myself a hundred times tonight. Why am I here? They already told me previously that the wedding would be for intimate family and friends, and I wasn’t an intimate family even though I was married to their brother. It was the wedding of my brother older sister -Nelly. She was quite older than my husband and I with about five years so I didn’t really know her, she was based overseas, she came back few months ago because of the wedding.I ignored th

Maybelline.My heart slammed against my ribcage as I jolted upright, the initial heaviness I felt disappearing into thin air. A cold wave of realization washed over me and every single thing that happened to me yesterday began rushing back in.There he was, sitting calmly in a chair near the window, his gaze piercingly fixed on me. The man who did the job of shattering my almost ruined life. The man I had prayed I dreamt of and will never see again. I instinctively wrapped my arms around my abdomen, the memory of the sharp pain from last night made my heart lurch. “My baby,” I whispered, my voice coming out hoarse and stricken with panic. “Is my baby okay?” I stuttered, his expression didn’t change as he stood up, slowly walking toward me.“Your baby is fine,” he said, his voice calm and calculated, relief washed over me, my baby was fine and that’s all that mattered.“It was a miscarriage scare and you shouldn’t be stressing. You were lucky I was there.” I looked up at him with

Maybelline. 8:45am … I groaned in my sleep as I slowly turned in my bed, I folded my legs in a fetal position and softly stretched out, my joints released addicting popping sounds as I stretched out. My body felt sore and it ached. My eyes slowly fluttered open and I stared at the ceiling with pursed lips and I sighed deeply. I felt really reluctant to go to work, not with the pain in my body or the trauma I’m currently going through. You’d be going through life issues and your employer would still expect you to show up at work like everything is good when clearly everything has gone bad!. But what can I do? I don’t plan to stay in Grayson’s house for too long. The Tanners already blocked the credit card I had in their name, if I wanted to earn a decent living I needed to work. I slowly picked up my phone, immediately my eyes came in contact with the time written in hold on the phone screen I shot up from the bed with a start. Five minutes to nine?! How I didn’t not realize th

Maybelline.I exhaled as we all walked back into our office, I pulled out my chair in my own cubicle and dropped heavily on it, my leg ached badly, I reached downwards and took off my heels. I didn’t even have the chance to sit for a while or eat immediately I stepped into the office. My stomach mumbled in hunger but considering the pain in my leg and how tired I was to actually stand up and go all the way to a nearby restaurant to get food? I’d rather sit in my chair and rest.“Delivery for Miss Maybelline Russet,” A loud voice called out at the entrance, everybody turned to look at the entrance, a dispatch rider was standing there, “Aren’t you Maybelline Tanner?!” Betsy, my colleague sitting next to me said, I spluttered in an attempt to speak, I gently pushed my chair backwards and got up to my feet.“Russet is my maiden name,” I muttered shyly as I walked up to him and took the order from him. I muttered thank you to him and carefully walked back to my seat. Took my seat and pull

Maybelline. Next Day 12:00am. Grayson stood at the head of the table, his presence commanding the attention of everyone in the room. He spoke with the ease of someone who knew exactly what to say and how to say it. His tone was persuasive but never desperate, confident without crossing into arrogance. I stared wordlessly, doing everything to not lock gaze with either Nora or Fred, even by mistake. But I couldn’t deny the tension sitting heavy in my chest, the weight of what—or rather who—was sitting just across the table. Fred. Nora sat beside him, her smug smile a constant reminder of the betrayal I hadn’t fully healed from. The sight of them together was like salt in a wound that never quite closed.“I appreciate both parties’ proposals,” Mr. Collins finally said as soon as Grayson was done, his voice neutral, professional. “You’ve both presented strong cases. I’ll need some time to review everything before making a decision. You’ll hear from me soon.”Grayson extended his hand